Chapter 376: Military Restricted Zone, No

"Ding Tengfei, why did you run over here?"

"Lu Yang? Where did you go? I've been looking for you forever; why are you sweating so much?"

"I went for armed cross‑country training; what's up?"

"I just came especially to see you, worried you'd be bored, so I wanted to chat."

Ding Tengfei lifted the big bag of food in his hand and said, "Here, I brought you a lot of food; Platoon Guo and the Company Commander both care about you."

Lu Yang, sweating all over his head, smiled as he took it, "I'm fine; you don't need to worry."

He lifted his hand to glance at his watch, but was surprised to find it malfunctioning; the dial had turned into a string of garbled characters.

"What's wrong?"

"The watch is broken, seems to have taken in water; what time is it now?"

"Ten thirty‑five."

"It's too late."

"Huh?"

Lu Yang hurried toward the Shushe lou, practically leaving a footprint with every step.

Ding Tengfei followed behind, genuinely baffled—how much sweat must one produce to be drenched like this, looking as if he'd just been pulled out of water?

Dropping his backpack, Lu Yang quickly pulled a Stopwatch from the drawer, then took a stack of worksheets from the drawer and began answering questions.

The steel pen stamped with "Commemorating the xx‑year anniversary of the victory over the anti‑American aid to Korea" was clenched in his hand, its metal tip rubbing the paper and leaving a line of black ink.

While answering, Lu Yang looked up and, apologetically, gave a glance at the dumbfounded Ding Tengfei standing in the doorway.

"Sorry, I finished a ten‑kilometer run this morning, and I still have three sets of worksheets to finish quickly; I can only rest twenty minutes after I'm done."

"It's already cutting it close; you need to speed up. Why don't you go back first? I'm pretty occupied."

Ding Tengfei hurriedly replied, "No problem, you focus on your work."

But his peripheral glance caught a training schedule on Lu Yang's right side.

Driven by curiosity, he leaned in to look, his shocked eyes nearly falling onto the table.

【4:00 – Wake up, tidy personal quarters, clean up】

【5:00 – Hard qigong breathing + physical training】

【6:00 – Bare‑handed five‑kilometer run】

【7:00 – Breakfast】

【8:00 – Memorize English】

【9:00 – Ten‑kilometer armed cross‑country + swimming training】

【10:30 – Three sets of theory worksheets】

…

【22:00 – Three sets of five‑hundred】

【23:00 – Hard qigong breathing + grappling combat, Black Dragon Eighteen Hands, Through-the-back Fist】

【24:00 – Sleep】

Ding Tengfei was dumbfounded, deeply shocked.

This schedule treats a person like a beast of burden.

From dawn to dusk, all kinds of training are crammed in, even the times for urinating and defecating are scheduled—it's insanely terrifying.

Ding Tengfei imagined ten thousand possibilities, but never expected Lu Yang to take such an extreme path.

Using extreme self‑discipline to fight the loneliness of staying behind alone—simply divine.

People only tend to overthink and mentally waste energy when they have idle time.

But as long as each day is packed, at night you're so exhausted you just want to crash into bed; there's no time left for low moods.

Watching Lu Yang sit there furiously grinding through worksheets, the reference book untouched beside him, Ding Tengfei could only think of one thing to say.

Sure enough, Lu Yang is steady as an old dog no matter the time!

It took a full hour before Lu Yang finished the three sets of theory worksheets and snapped the pen back into its cap.

"I have half an hour for lunch and half an hour for a nap at noon; want to eat together?"

"Sure."

The Cafeteria was empty, the tables and chairs polished to a shine.

Lu Yang simply boiled two bowls of instant noodles and ate the ready‑made food Ding Tengfei had bought.

Seeing Lu Yang wolf‑down his meal, he curiously asked, "These past few days, have you only been eating this?"

Lu Yang shook his head, "There's food in the freezer; they prepared it before they left, just heat it up in the microwave and it's ready."

"I'm alone, I just eat whatever, as long as it fills my stomach."

He's never been a picky eater; when he's alone, he keeps it simple, however it comes.

There's no need to waste time cooking and eating; that time would be better spent doing two more sets of problems or running two extra laps.

Ding Tengfei gave a wry smile, "You're slacking on food like that; will the nutrition keep up?"

"Tomorrow our company will be reorganized; the Company Commander and I will stay to guard the house. Most likely we'll go to the neighboring Eighth Company to get a meal, or we could prepare something at noon and bring it to you later?"

"No need to go through all that," Lu Yang waved his hand to refuse, "The freezer has dumplings, wontons, and vacuum‑sealed braised beef that the Cook Squad packed before they left."

"With what you brought, that'll last a long time."

"I'm still free this way; you guys running around actually puts pressure on me."

Ding Tengfei tried to persuade him further, but Lu Yang changed the subject outright.

"You said you're also staying to guard the house?"

"Yeah, originally it was Guo Yongwen, I volunteered for it."

"You're promising, you Guo Platoon, I haven't cared for you in vain."

"Hehe, I'm also very responsible now. Could you give me a copy of that training plan? In the coming days I want to practice together with the Company Commander, maybe I can overtake on the curve."

"Sure, I'll print it later, you take it back."

"Alright."

…

Afternoon, in the Seventh Company office.

Gao Feng stared with his big eyes at the fresh duty training plan in his hand, then looked up at Ding Tengfei.

"You mean Lu Yang has been training according to the above content these days?"

"Yes."

"What do you mean, should we follow it too?"

"Mm."

Gao Feng tossed the document onto the desk, rubbing his forehead hard: "Ding Tengfei, have you ever thought of something; I've been a Company Commander for thirty years, do you want me to die halfway and inherit my Company Commander position?"

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Ding Tengfei shook his head wildly, fearing the Company Commander would misunderstand.

Gao Feng also had him draft his own training plan.

One shouldn't always rely on ready‑made things, especially since they couldn't use this plan at all.

Such a terrifyingly intensive training load would probably overwhelm even the Division Zhencha Daitui personnel.

"That kid Lu Yang seems to be heading toward a martial‑police bodily saint path; this adaptation is harsher than not adapting at all."

"I even suspect that before he was only looking after the morale of other soldiers in the Company, couldn't train freely; now with no one, he just lets himself go, fully enjoying it?"

Ding Tengfei nodded vigorously, finding it very reasonable!

…

In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

After the Sixth and Seventh Companies, the Third, Fifth Companies and others were successively adapted.

The Special Third Regiment, up to now, only a handful of squads have not been transferred.

The regiment headquarters building was almost completely emptied, and the Regiment Commander and political commissar both received transfer orders and left during this period.

Before leaving, Wang Zhongxi made a point to see Lu Yang, check on his daily life, and chat with him.

The whole process was warm, like an elder chatting at home.

But when seeing him off to the car at the end, Lu Yang still saw the gentle, kindly old Regiment Commander sitting in the back seat, tears streaming.

With the Special Third Regiment gone, his years of heart and effort were drowned in the torrent of the times.

Perhaps the Special Third Regiment's designation will be recorded in military history, its story written in books; but as the whole regiment's patriarch, he can no longer find his way home.

…

Days passed day by day, and Lu Yang day after day kept his ears closed to the world outside the window.

Seizing the rare chance for solitude, he worked hard to improve his cultivation, constantly forging his body.

Before, he had to follow the company's rhythm, attend to others' emotions, couldn't train too hard, but now he doesn't have to worry about that.

In his previous life, working in a big city, he lived alone in a rented room, so he could enjoy this quiet.

The daytime training load was huge, so at night he basically fell onto the pillow and fell asleep.

But today, after Lu Yang finished washing up and was about to lie down, the phone under the pillow vibrated.

His original Nokia phone had been smashed by a Kui wolf in the mountains; this was a reward from the regiment for a previous mission.

Lu Yang opened the phone and saw a short message.

【I've taken care of my side, now see how you perform.】

…

The next day, Lu Yang deliberately got up early.

He ate a simple meal of dumplings, fried rice, braised beef, drank two bottles of milk, and went to the garage.

He lifted the waterproof cover, and a fire‑red, flashy motorcycle came into view.

This is the Sixth Company's acknowledged "Sister‑in‑law", Ma Qing'an's most cherished baby.

Because it hasn't settled there yet, this thing can't be taken away for a while, so they could only ask Lu Yang to look after it.

Lu Yang put on a fully enclosed helmet, twisted the throttle, and left the Sixth Company.

Half an hour later, a stylish Ducati motorcycle appeared outside the warning line at the Division Zhencha Daitui entrance.

"What are you doing?"

"This is a military restricted area, you cannot trespass, please stay outside the warning line!"

Under the vigilant eyes of two sentries, Lu Yang planted his feet and steadily parked the bike outside the warning line.

He shifted into neutral, slowly twisted the throttle with his right hand, smoothly raising the revs.

The Ducati roared like a beast, its tail spewing thick black smoke.

"Whoa, this kid actually dares to Vroom vroom vroom at us!"

"Vroom your mom, this damn thing is looking for trouble, seize the bike and inform the Division Commander!"